The Realist

I want that motherfuckin' Lamborghini truck, man, not the car

I want the truck and I'm lookin' at that Benz big time right now (Yeah)

What they goin' for? (Alright), ayy

I'm one hundred, I'm the realest, huh, lookin' at the Urus

That shit ain't loud, I can't hear it, they sick, I'm tryna cure it

When shit got bad, they disappeared, then I got on and reappeared

You might not know what jewelry cost, but it's worth more than it appear, ayy

I do what I want, I'm worth more than nine pair

I deal with high-end jewelers, got my kit Dasani clear, ayy

You know who gon' help your pockets out? Look in the mirror

I'm turnin' this shit up, like MCD, we shiftin' gears

I tried to double back on love we lost and shit got weird

I try avoidin' shit to dodge the hate, but ain't no cure

I heard the 'caine game ain't been the same 'cause ain't no pure

And I know why shit so crazy nowadays 'cause ain't no fear

Oh, you thought Lil Jon was turnt? Man, this shit crunked up for real

When you be broke without nowhere to turn, now that's fucked up for real

You'd rather take shit from somebody else, make shit worse than it is

Make your bitch respect my space, don't treat my life like it's his

I know I can't rap forever, that's why I try to keep my scale around

Yeah, they say I got the block on lock, I'm tryna nail it down

He dangerous, they say he poppin' shit, but he'll tell about it

Meanin' he'll kill you 'bout that dope, not goin' to jail about it

I'm one hundred, state the realest (The realest), this a Lam', the Urus (Skrrt)

That shit ain't loud, what the fuck you smokin' on? 'Cause I can't hear it (What you on?)

I lost motivation for this shit before, it reappeared (Come on)

I buy jewelry like it's cheap, I switch my pieces twice a year (Twice)

I switch my cars twice a year (Twice), change where I live twice a year (Twice)

I get an oil change on my Maybach-style Benz twice a year

She don't get to fuck me like she want to, it be twice a year

I'm rockin' R-H-U-D-E, so don't you think it's nice in here

I take breaks from songs sometimes, but we still in this shit together

She can't believe she really fuckin' me, she gettin' wetter

Lightskin, short, tough as hell, but she not Greta

Brodie always leavin', must got somewhere to be like he on tether

I keep cash around, my bank account is loaded, I can't settle

I got ten to twenty karats of gold around me, not no metal

I book myself some time and then get high as hell, I might reschedule

Don't never think you 'bout to slide on me, I been done met you

That's all on me? Fuck it, bet it, my money growin', let it

My tabs clear with **** who got work, could get some credit

I was in a rush cashin' out at Saks, slid my debit

Ayy, won't nothin' that they said get to my head unless I let it

I got the most ice in the city, my rings alone was fifty

I don't brag, that's 'cause I ain't stingy, get this money with me

Cars purple, but my cup is red, this year, I drunk a fifty

Stretch long, if I make it happen, they won't know who with me

I'm one hundred, state the realest (The realest), this a Lam', the Urus (Skrrt)

That shit ain't loud, what the fuck you smokin' on? 'Cause I can't hear it (What you on?)

I lost motivation for this shit before, it reappeared (Come on)

I buy jewelry like it's cheap, I switch my pieces twice a year (Twice)

I switch my cars twice a year (Twice), change where I live twice a year (Twice)

I get an oil change on my Maybach-style Benz twice a year

She don't get to fuck me like she want to, it be twice a year

I'm rockin' R-H-U-D-E, so don't you think it's nice in here